Dave had just ended a meeting with a team when he received a call from Alaric. Thinking he wanted to start his usual rants, he refused to pick his call until Alaric had no choice but to drop by in his office. “Are you ignoring me now? Don't tell me you regard me irrelevant now.” He huffed, leaning against the table. “What do you want?”“Silvan is here to see you.” He smirked, looking over his shoulder. “In between, is something going on between you two, these days, you are meeting a bit too frequently and I can't regard it as a coincidence anymore.” He added. “You know what is going on, quit acting like a novice.” Liam slammed back at him. Hitting his forehead with his palm, Alaric bit his lower lips, “I keep disregarding Nathan's words, I’m no match for you and no matter how much I try, I can't beat you.” “Why don't you quit trying to make yourself relevant when you already are and focus on building the company with me.” Liam said, locking eyes with Alaric who was clearly not ex

“Did you hear that?” Alaric was speaking to Silvan who was still sitting crossed legs, oblivious of whatever was happening. The next explosive sound made some items shake on the table, causing them to crash on the floor. This time around, Alaric didn't need any further prompting before he dashed out of the office, followed suit by Silvan and Sam. The incident happened on the floor just above where Liam's office was located and it seemed everyone had somehow managed to trace the sound. On arrival, the place was congested but somehow, Alaric managed to push himself forward. “What happened?” He asked with a frightened look on his face. “I honestly don't have an idea.” The staff standing next to him replied. On a careful look, Alaric realised the event happened in Liam's office and for a moment, he felt blood seeping from his body. “No way, where is Liam?” He asked no one in particular. This time around, he defiled all orders as he pushed his way towards the entrance of the door.

For a moment, Silvan thought he was dreaming. He kept blinking his eyes rapidly, trying to wrap his head around what was unfolding before him. “You're frightened.” Giovanni said, pushing his hands into his pockets as he walked up to him. “Should I use the word scared instead?” He bit his lips, closing the distance that separated them. Now standing next to him, Giovanni placed his hand around his neck, “You shouldn't be scared, it's me… Giovanni Matteo.” “I thought you were dead.” He gulped, blinking his eyes rapidly. “Your mission was a total failure.” Giovanni laughed, hitting his palms together. Scared, Silvan kept darting his eyes around, finding a route of escape but there was none. Giovanni had placed him in a position where he felt powerless and couldn't do anything than to beg for his life. “What do you want?” He yelled at Giovanni who was still smiling. “Why did you do it? We never had a cause to fight, why were you involved in my death?” “But you didn't die, you survi

Dropping by the hospital where Liam had been admitted, he decided to pay him a visit before any other thing. Instead of being led to Liam’s ward, he was led to the ward of the janitor which was jam-packed with his family members who were crying. Alaric wanted to leave when the janitor’s daughter, who was barely six, grabbed his hand. “Please help my dad.” She cried. Crouching next to her, Alaric used his napkin to wipe off her tears and after a few seconds of smiling sheepishly at her, he said, “I’m not a doctor.” He wanted to rise when she held his shoulder. “You're rich, you have a lot of money and can help my father walk again. Mom is also a janitor and we can barely feed, please give my father his legs again with your money.” “Brie!” Her mother yelled, rushing to her side. She tried to pull her away from Alaric but she held on, tears rolling down her eyes in torrents. “Pardon me mister, I will take her away now.” Her mother attempted to pull her off again but just like befo

On his return to his office, Alaric tried to resume from where he had stopped but he found himself zoning out occasionally. Each time he tried to proceed to the next time, something must come up and when he couldn't hold up anymore, he pushed his seat backwards in anger as he rose. “I can't believe this is happening.” He muttered, pacing from his table to the couch and back. “Silvan might be telling the truth. He doesn't look like someone with mental issues but… I can't believe him even if… ugh!” He tossed his head backwards as it began to hurt. Grabbing a bottle mug, he brewed himself from coffee before returning to his seat. Swirling around, he had his eyes shut, trying to clear his head and reduce the ache that was threatening to split it apart. Still in this position, his door creaked open and he opened an eye. When he discovered it was the legal team of the company, he snapped both eyes open and then sat up. “What is going on here?” He asked, studying them carefully as he